Prolouge/chapter one
A/N : heres my first attempt at a OC fic, this will be including some otehr characters as it goes on
but for now this is all i have done. The first part is done by myself and un-edited, the second part is the first chapter edited and pre-read.
This is only the beginning of our adventure.
Prolouge
I can't remember where i was born, nor my true parents which left us with our uncle, all i remember is my childhood memories with my uncle and my new sister. Anything before that was completely foggy and out of focus. the memories i do have are the happy ones, and the sad ones which make me remember my mistakes and the scoldings i had off of my uncle.
My uncle you ask? Yeah he's still around, his name is Roaming Jitterstone, A farmer of sort, he has a small farm near Cloudsdale, well as close as you could get to it without there being on the moutains. He normally sells a range of crops, from carrots to potatos, he takes care of them very well. His coat is a a mix of yellow with a slight tint of green, his mane is a range of orange to red with his tail being a cool shade of turquoice, his eye are a quiet shade of vermilion and his cutiemark is a large boulder with a word of pre-equestrian - atleast i think it was pre-equestrian- written on it.
Anyway back to myself, I was told i was born with these large bent wings but i think something else bent them into the shape they have now. My coat is a dark shade of blue, my mane is a burning crimson with a stripe of pink through it, my eyes being the same shade of my hair makes it easy for people to recognise me. My cutiemark is a white, swan feather quill crossed atop a well crafted broadsword.
Now then now thats out of the way let's get back to our story at hand. Living with my uncle i learnt how to fly with my wings, well it was as clumsy as i am now but i still got help off of my uncle, although he was an earth pony he still knew what to do when it came to flying. Helping my uncle was fun, I learned to work on the fields and help carry stuff into town to sell it. My sister always watched over the house when me and my uncle went into town.
Life went well until my uncle said i was going to flight school, this in any other pegasi eyes would have been fill with joy or exitement, to me it felt like another chore -Useless and boring- so i wasn't so enthusiastic about going nor did i want to, however my uncle sent me to live in cloudsdale with a room-mate while i was in school, i was able to go home on the weekends -From which i am thankful for- to help my uncle with the weekly harvest as well as taking it down to the market to be sold.
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Chapter One
A sudden burst of light spread throughout the room "Get up sleepy head... C'mon dude GET UP!" A voice said as I was headbutted out of my bed and onto the floor. A shadow drew over me, "Are ya awake yet? Cause we need to move quickly if we're to be on time today!" the colt said as he offered a hoof to help me up.
"I am awake now." I said as I got up with the help of my room-mate. His name was Meteor Shower and he was a particularly strong headed colt with a matching personality. I was always taller than most ponies around but really I was used to it. Checking the time, I realized I over slept again. 'We need to get to class and FAST!' I thought as I bolted out the room with my friend following close behind.
The day went like any other; we sat in class and listened except for those who liked to mess around. We had our flight class which I kept crashing only to finish the course last. Afterward we returned to our room. Meteor went to take a bath while I just lay on my bed, looking into the clouds that made up the roof.
Another day or two passed before what came up as a "surprise test" in our flight class. I winced at the thought of this being a test but I still flew the course set and barely finished it on time, none to my surprise, I was given another year in flight school. "Whooptie-doo!" I said as the words came out of my mouth oozing with sarcasm. Why? It is because this year...
'She was here' I thought, as a mare, crashed down beside me. She looked as if she had just tripped up in mid-air.
"Can you be the littlest bit serious?" I said moving to the front of my little sister, Smoking Colourburst. Though her size being that between a normal pony and a filly, her wings were fully grown, her coat being that of a faded shade of grey but still it was a dark colour. The mane was a sort of light-ish magenta but went into a darker shade of purple as it went down into her tail. Her eyes were a cerulean shade of blue which looked like the sky on a beautiful sunny day. Her cutiemark was a paintbrush laying in a splatter of many colours, half of which I could name.
As my sister got up and shook her head to get her mane back in place, everyone was staring at us. I heard everypony whispering to one another. "Hey bro!" She said as she looked up at me with a small smile. "I got bored so I wanted to come and hangout with you!" She said excitingly while hovering to see me eye to eye.
"Look" I said as I frowned, still keeping eye contact with my sister. "I don't have time to be taking care of you right now so can you please head home?" I raised a hoof to point in the general direction of our uncle's house. From then I just turned around and walked towards my next class. "Aw but bro! I'm bored!" She said as she hovered next to me, keeping a steady beat with her wings. "Well go pester Meteor or someone else! I have extra study today and if I don't go I won't be able to get out of this place!" I exclaimed. Just as I said that, I felt glances from the teachers settle on me. I really do wish to leave here soon even if I don't finish I thought to myself while still walking towards my lesson.
"Hey bro, bro, hey, hey bro!" This is all I heard while walking and doing my best to ignore her. But, with my patience running very thin, I lashed out at my sister, all of my sanity just thrown out the window. Gone. I snapped like a rubber band being stretched too far. After that, all I saw was my sister flying away, crying. My roommate was holding me down, and my wings were bent straight at full length. I gave up once I came to my senses. I flew off to my quiet spot on top of a nearby mountain that was out of the way from any flight paths. I made sure no one was tailing me. I made one more look around to see if anyone was there. No one was anywhere within sound radius. So I just sat under my favourite tree and cried to myself. A few hours later I got up and started on my way back, my wings returned to their original shape as I inspected them before I took off towards my uncle's house to apologize to my sister.